It was around 6th or 7th of august we went to Jeya Book Shop, and a hell lot of exercise books. once we bought them and was on our way home, when my father had to stop because there was a truck going pass, so my father kept his foot down. And then a car came and ran over his foot! my father was in pain. And he stopped his motorbike. And yelled at him to stop the car. He called the police. And that driver wasn’t even bothered to say sorry. But when my father saw me bored he justed asked the driver’ are you a tamil?’he said yes. and my father let him go. And my father and I arrived home and told everything. My brother didn’t even believe it. I sat down on the floor and started wrapping all the books with my brown paper cover.
That wasn’t a exciting day when my father’s foot was trampled. But it was an exciting day when i bought and wrapped the books.
It was one horrible trip which was supposed to be fun…
I thought it was going to be fun and I won’t vomit because I will be talking with my friends.
But you know what happened? Bad Luck! I had to sit with a bunch of I don’t like girls. awwwwww…..so I had to suffer! finally I realized that we can get up and go and sit where we like. I wanted to sit with Yumna, My best friend. But my other best friend named Dilashini took that place,ok so I wanted to sit near her, because 3 pupils can sit in one seat in the bus. Guess what? She called my friend Akshika to that place. I looked at Yumna and she felt sad…so did I. Anyway I had to sit near a friend who I don’t like much, Dhivya.
I just tried to enjoy myself. After that all the girls got up and gathered together and were singing tamil songs. I couldn’t bare the loud clapping and shouting.I felt like to vomit, I told my teacher and she asked me to sit near her. And i went to her and looked outside the window. I felt the rain and the breeze…..WOW! so it made me feel better.
And so it was a 2 hour drive. We arrived at the forest. In the middle of the trip my teacher screamed! there was a leech on her sari, 2 of them trying to suck her blood. We were climbing up, up, up and up till we reached a flat land. And our guide told us to play here. I was shocked because there wasn’t hardly enough space. The boys didn’t care and they started to play cricket. The girls were fighting about the game they were playing. So I wasn’t even bothered to just stay there and watch them fight, and waste my time like a buffalo, so I went away , then our teachers saw us bored and they played with us. I enjoyed very much.
Next we came back on the bus and had a welcome drink in a restaurant. Then we walked to the playground. I thought it will be full of swings , slides, monkey bars etc, But it was just a plain platform. There also the girls were arguing about the game called cricket. They were scolding , this is how you play cricket, not like this blah blah blah! I went out because they didn’t let me to bat! I didn’t like a girl called Sivanjale because she was bossy. At last I got to play badminton. But after 5 shots we had to leave.
We all had to go to the restaurant again to drink ice coffee . YUCK! the ice coffee was very bad. They only mixed water with coffee powder.
Next we on our way back to school. Again the girls as usual sang loudly. I slept because I didn’t know most of the Tamil songs. So I was bored.
We reached Belvoir College International. I woke up and was very lazy and tired to walk all the way home. But I had to.Anyway I reached home and told what happened today.
